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Fox. So what if Bush avoided combat and shirked his national guard duty? What relevance does that have to today? Congratulations: Your National Guard unit gets to stay in Baghdad an extra year. G.W. Bush

…So then I was almost eaten by a man-eating tiger. That's nice. You know what I had to do while you were on vacation? I wasn't on vacation! I was embedded on a dangerous rescue mission in the jungles of Vietnam! I had to explain to our son why you weren't around to teach him to shave. He's one!

…So Phil Anders shows up like nothing ever happened, right? Like he's never insulted me, never made me feel like dirt, never made me feel ignored… SUSAN, I SAID I JUST GOT BACK FROM A SUPERNATURAL TIME-SPACE VORTEX IN VIETNAM WHERE I MAY HAVE GIVEN CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS BAD DIRECTIONS AND INADVERTENTLY CAUSED THE SUBJUGTION OF THE NATIVE AMERICANS! ...And if there's one thing I hate, it's being ignored, so I told him...

So John McCain never left you behind in Vietnam? No. I came here of my own accord after the divorce. I caught him in bed with dishonor. Embracing those who had attacked his wife and baby. Implying his opponent was a terrorist-sympathizer with inappropriate thoughts about kindergarteners. Spending the entire month of September approving campaign ads that blatantly lied. Letting his running mate incite hate at her rallies. So, I divorced him. I became a salmon, swimming upstream to the place where I was born. I take it you got custody of the metaphors. Let me know when you decide to rant, and I'll come over and interrupt.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal, Day 18: This was the end of the river all right. Welcome to Starbucks at the end of the world. Where that which was cast away, and shunned and abandoned by man can grab a vanilla latte and free Wi-Fi. Y'know. That last part kind of ruins the whole "spooky supernatural setting" thing. ...The mist is good, though. That's not mist, that's pollution. Asia's a boomtown now.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal, Day 16: Airmail caught up with us outside Burger Queen 12 klicks up the Nodung River. I wish to God it hadn't. Dear Lemont Brown, we regret to inform you… …that due to the complete collapse of the American economy, we have reduced your Feudalbanc Massacard credit limit from $7,200 to $48.50. Also, you are now 50 cents over your credit limit, so your APR has been raised to 33.25%.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal Day 15: Boat stopped so we could waste film on a tourist attraction. Authentic Fisherman. Rookies. Nerves causing dumb mistakes. Oh snap! I only have one shot left! At this rate, we'll never rescue McCain's honor from that camp upriver. Can't waste. Must... stay... till I can get perfect shot. Maybe animatronic fish glinting in sunset. Or maybe... (Click). What the @#$%?! I told you not to stop the boat.

To: Susan Garcia. From: Lemont Brown. Subject: Totally perplexed. I make decent money. Not great, but I get by. Yet even here, in this third world country. I can't afford to buy any souvenirs for you guys. I don't understand it. It must be the fault of greedy Wall Street fat cats and corrupt Washington types. How else to explain how I'm always broke? xoxo, Lemont. Sent from my iPhone. Tap tap tap. Sent from your WHAT? What?

Vietnam. 5 klicks up the Nodung River. What's in there? Something moved. Back to the boat, Brown. Quick! Wait, I think I can see-- AAAAAAAHH!!! Hand-carve tiger sculpture. You buy? Oh. Heh. I thought… Never mind. How much? Two bucks? Five? 148 dollar. AAAHH!!! The dollar isn't what it used to be. Tried to warn you.

Anderson Cooper, I don't even know what I'm doing here in Vietnam. I guess I thought being an embedded journalist might make my dad proud enough to finally contact me. I have an idea, Brown. Let's stand around in enemy territory and have a heartfelt talk about your abandonment issues. I thought that's what we were already doin-- Move out, Brown!

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal, Day 12: How are we going to rescue John McCain's lost honor from that prison camp with this crew of misfits? Asian Tax Shelter. Wesley Snipes and Chuck Norris. I won't even go there. Then there's Lemont Brown, the other embedded journalist. "Big L" is from some urban spit hole... Snap! ...and I think the light and space of Vietnam really put a zap on his brain. What in God's name is that crazy smell? Trees.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal Day 12: Being ferried upriver in a Happy-Time tourist boat. They said it was a good way to gather intel without a lot of attention. And that was ok. I needed the air and the time. Only problem was I wouldn't be alone. So, what's your poison: Kirk, or Spock? Mostly just kids with one foot in the grave.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal, Day 12: Our guide was one of those guys who had that weird light around him. Glow-in-dark iPOD. $99 at Target. We felt safe with him. Don't eat at that Taco Bell. Bad cheese. Nodung River that way, behind Starbuck! Go! Save John McCain honor from fetid prison camp! He knew the ways of the natives. Because he was one. Mmm... I love the smell of hazelnut latte in the morning.

September 24th, 2008… We monitored it out of Ha Long. It's been verified as the voice of John McCain's honor. Please, please, don't show me any more of my own lying campaign ads! I beg you! Then let's go over your involvement in the "Keating Five" one more time. NNNOOOOO!!! Shut it off. We'll save him. Or die trying. Do you mean that literally? 'cause...

Anderson Cooper, are you in there? Whu…what are the charges? What'd I do? No charges. Our mission's come through. We're to accompany Delta Force up the Nodung River to rescue John McCain's long-lost honor. Only one problem… The Bush is over-run with Charlie. No, Delta Force was needed in Afghanistan, so-- Hi, I'm Chuck Norris. You may know me from such films as Delta Force, and Delta Force 2, The Colombia Connection.

Anderson Cooper's Battle Journal Day II: Saigon, Spit. I'm still only in Saigon. Covering the rescue of John McCain's long-lost honor from a jungle prison for CNN. Been here for a week now, waiting for Delta Force. I'm getting SOFT. Riiiight… Listen, I'll be in Starbucks. Jungle calls to me. Somewhere a story is bleeding. I'll get you a frappuccino.

Hey Clyde, is Lemont here? Nah, girl. But he sent a note. "Hey guys. Can't tell you I'm an embedded journalist on a mission to rescue John McCain's long-lost honor from a prison camp in Vietnam… "…because that's classified. Please feed goldfish. xoxo, Lemont." Dios mio. I know. Like we ain't got spit to do but feed that dude's fish.

Meanwhile, at the Candorville Chronicle… The Pentagon's sending Delta Force to rescue John McCain's lost honor from a prison in Vietnam. There's room for an embed, but we have to move fast. All our best people are busy covering Hurricane Britney. Who's left? Life as the Chronicle's Blogger, by Lemont Brown **** 8am - Realized tacos are a perfect metaphor for life. Tap tap tap tap. Is Milton back from vacation yet? The window washer?

Listen up, men. Inscom has lost contact with John McCain's honor. We believe his honor never returned from Vietnam, and is in fact captive in a heavily guarded prison. Intelligence, sir? Loads: 2004: McCain embraces the man who smeared his wife and baby. 2008: Approves false ad implying opponent is a sexual deviant. That's just for starters. Your mission, retrieve the senator's honor before it's too late. There will be casualties.